[Refering to the David Foster Wallace Quote below this post]
I can relate to the shyness factor and the desire to have conversations with people and an inability to actually do it (well enough to make me feel comfortable). Too often I feel socially inept. In a large room of people, I’ll be the…
“Yet one had ancestors in literature, as well as in one’s own race, nearer perhaps in type and temperament, many of them, and certainly with an influence of which one was more absolutely conscious.”—The Picture of Dorian Gray; Oscar Wilde (via wildechild) (via oscarwildeassembly)
So, it’s seven o’clock at night; I have an oral due tomorrow or the day after, which I have not practiced; a biology assignment due Friday that I haven’t finished; a physics draft due Tuesday and not even looked at (not to mention the research I must do!); chemistry write-up due Monday; modern history essay due Tuesday; an english draft due in less than an hour; and math homework.
And still I insist on sitting here looking at beautiful books and reading incredible quotes and wishing I could read Steppenwolf.